The river adorned shall ebb and flow;
So strange the attainment in its touch.
Her mind would hold with desperate clutch.
Similar to the song of river is life;
She gazed upon in curious delight.
River’s crusade had courage and might.
The river lapped so peacefully;
Its rhythm attached to memory.
She felt a rather magnetic pull;
Those river trails were beautiful.
Along the river weaved dreams and goals;
Restored the cadence in her soul.
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